Can a Revue of Jewish Show Tunes Save the World From Destruction?
Offstage, a production assistant unpacked plates of pickles and cold cuts from New York’s famed Katz’s Delicatessen. Onstage, a singer clad in sparkling, billowing pants and a bright pink hair bow adopted a cockney accent and belted out an unlikely Broadway rouser: “Who’s That Geezer Hitler?” On this Monday morning, holed up in a low-ceilinged…